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Lock text: Bleak, seemingly-lifeless slopes tower against the sky like the rending fangs of a giant serpent. It will be a great task to find what we seek, here. Heart will keep us from ceasing, or knowledge of the Histories recall better paths to mind.<br>Start text: Mundane mountains already are an obstacle for even a competent occultist. And these have been touched by a certain degree of power. It will require more than crampions and ropes to bypass these...